Now launch the small ship, now as the body diesand life departs, launch out, the fragile soul...in the fragile ship of courage, the ark of faithwith its store of food and little cooking pansand change of clothes,LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

In some unused lagoon, some nameless bay,On sluggish, lonesome waters, anchor'd near the shore,...An old, dismasted, gray and batter'd ship, disabled, done,After free voyages to all the seas of earth, haul'd up at last andhawser'd tight,Lies rusting, mouldering.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »